Making Money
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It's an offer you can't refuse. Who would not to wish to be the man in charge of Ankh-Morpork's Royal Mint and the bank next door? It's a job for life. But, as former con-man Moist von Lipwig is learning, the life is not necessarily for long. The Chief Cashier is almost certainly a vampire. There's something nameless in the cellar (and the cellar itself is pretty nameless), it turns out that the Royal Mint runs at a loss. A 300 year old wizard is after his girlfriend, he's about to be exposed as a fraud, but the Assassins Guild might get him first. In fact lots of people want him dead. Oh! And every day he has to take the Chairman for walkies. Everywhere he looks he's making enemies. What he should be doing is ...Making Money!
Product Details
- Amazon Sales Rank: #10440 in Books
- Published on: 2007-09-24
- Released on: 2007-09-20
- Original language: English
- Binding: Hardcover
- 352 pages
Editorial Reviews
The Guardian, September 29, 2007
...the finest satirical series running. If you've never read a Discworld novel, what's the matter with you?
Daily Express
Terry Pratchett is a comic genius.
The Times
As bright and shiny as a newly minted coin; clever, engaging and laugh-out-loud funny.
Customer Reviews
Chuckle double effect!
Making Money is a Discworld novel and features the Man in the Golden Suit, Ankh-Morpork's Postmaster Moist von Lipwig.
Moist is bored. He misses his old, more adventurous life, back when he was Albert Spangler the con artist. So when he's not running the Post Office, he likes climbing to its roof at night, and has already picked all its locks.
But when Mrs Topsy Lavish, chairwoman and owner of 50% of the Royal Bank of Ankh-Morpork, but owner also of Mr. Fusspot the dog who owns 1%, dies and leaves her shares to her dog and bequeaths Mr. Fusspot to Moist... he has no choice but try and make it work again.
It starts with the Mint, which actually runs at a loss. Since making coins costs too much and people are already using stamps as currency, Moist devises the first bank notes, which soon have the same success as his stamps.
In the meantime, Cosmo Lavish tries to take Vetinari's identity and Moist's girlfriend Adora Belle Dearheart uncovers ancient golems buried in the desert. And all the while the Glooper gloops.
I really like the character of Moist von Lipwig and was glad to read about him again. The book is of course filled with references that make you chuckle twice: when you get them, and when you find yourself clever because to got them... it's the Discworld double effect!
Bright and breezy... and a bit underwhelming...
Ignore the two stars I've given Making Money and read it anyway. Just don't make it the first Pratchett you read or you'll end up feeling a tad underwhelmed and wondering what all the fuss is about. Better points of entry to Discworld include Mort or Soul Music or Night Watch or The Truth or Monstrous Regiment or even Going Postal. Making Money lacks a truly biting satirical edge, lacks the incisive wit and belly-laughs we've come to expect from Pratchett and lacks the multi-layered density of plot of its older siblings.
But Moist is a very engaging central character and, for regular visitors to Discworld, time spent in his company is time well-spent. Yes, much of Making Money does feel like a slightly feeble re-run of Going Postal. (A bit like Jaws II compared with Jaws.) But several of the supporting players are pretty colourful and Vetinari's cameos are as entertaining as usual... here's hoping the next installment in the series sees a return to form.
My favourite Discworld so far
I thoroughly enjoyed this book, even though I had yet not read Going Postal. For me, it was witty enough to stand alone. I would highly recommend it to anyone who enjoys Discworld, and also to any fellow bankers who are in need of a comic and incisive portrayal of our industry.





